Despite being wetter than she has ever been at any time in her life, she gasps and cries out in shock as she feels herself being stretched. Her thick black hair smelling of wild strawberry shampoo laying behind her head, and her full lips are puckered in a pout. Panicking, she quickly moved her hand away from her loins and clamped her knees together. Now she is standing in front of me in only her bra and her soaked panties. I smiled. Dee is uncomfortably close to me- Well, not uncomfortable. I’m kissing her neck. Dee is thinking about our first session eariler. No, she wasn’t 22. My penis is growing faster now, and she feels my knot growing as it slides in and out of her. I smiled wider. I licked my lips, swallowed, and drew my head back, ” Please John.
